Page 167 of The Nanny Goal

As I hand the flask back, the door opens behind us, and we’re invited inside. Guests start to arrive ten minutes later, which I pointed out to Forrest.

He offers me another slug, which I decline.

We mill at the entrance for a while longer, but as the church starts to fill up, we’re led to a side chamber to wait for my bride.

As soon as we’re shown the private room, though, my bride sends me a text message.

Emery

Running late, I’m so sorry. It’s not me, I swear.

Alexei

Is it my daughters?

The little one, yes. I needed to nurse her again, but I’m putting on my dress now!

We can come help, we are at the Basilica

No! You can’t see me before the wedding!

I can’t see her before… I laugh and show the screen to her brother. “Can you imagine?”

Forrest gives me a wide-eyed look I recognize from his sister. “Oh yeah, buddy. You can’t see her.”

“But she has both of our children with her!”

“And she has two moms, and a nanny, and a bunch of friends.”

I frown.

Emery sends me a photo of baby Natalia, now sleeping her car seat.

And then another one of her big sister, dressed up in her flower girl dress.

Maybe you would be here faster if you stopped sending photos

That wasn’t me, that was Inessa

I love you so much. Please come here so I can marry you.

We’re leaving now! See you soon. I love you too. So much.

Forrest reads that over my shoulder. He slings his arm around me. “That’s very sweet.”

Emery

Late girls give the best blowjobs, though!

“And that’s too much information.” He pivots away from me as I double over laughing.

It’s not that long before there’s a knock at the door, though. It’s Camden, who was tasked with driving his sister and our kids here. He has Talia in his arms, and she looks extra small against her oversized uncle.

“Delivering the littlest flower girl to you,” he says.

I take my second daughter from him, nestling her against my chest before I shake his hand. “Is she nervous?”

“Talia?” He grins. “She’s fast asleep.”

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